To the forest

rising damp
steam and smoke
misty sunlight
like a faded lamp
gazing upon dead wood
covering moist soil
the earth breathing
through snugly moss
trees waving
wandering gust

I should go to the forest
I really must…

Bipolar

M2 gay bears
were dancing on ice,
playing a game,
rolling the dice

The ice began to melt
as the heat was on;
all the love they had felt
had sunk and was gone…

Gene pool

mixed by
only a few
we are created
as off spring
amongst ourselves
in a small pool
of genes
by human
intervention
making us weak
not to mention
they did it
with every intention
just for money
not very funny

Thanksgiving

thanks a lot
for stuffing me,
said the turkey
to the cook

I think
it gave me the shits tho,
am I now
of the hook?

How snug

how snug…

a bare
bear hug

Her butterflies

the fresh smell
of springs’ air
rosy cheeks
her skin so fair
she seeks
a naughty boy
who wants him
for her butterflies
and a bit of joy

all the while
her precious
innocent smile
and insecure
female stance
wants to control
her butterflies
before they start
to dance…

Slug trail

the mark
the trail
the path
it took
to stain
my glass
with slime
Sublime!

Do not rattle my cage

“pet me little one,
but do not rattle my cage”
said the lion at the zoo

or I may eat you up
and turn you
into poo

More flies

more flies
fly in
than they do out

they must like head butting windows
what’s that
all about?

Crackhead

With pets

with pets
comes joy
and bills
for vets
unconditional love
hair
and puke
but certainly no regrets

Your bark

your bark
is not as bad as mine
said the maple
to the dog

so please
don’t urinate on me
or I may end up
like a log

I stick my neck out

I stick
my neck out
for you
said the giraffe
to the mouse

but I can’t see
no cheese
no skirting board
and I don’t see
no house

I want to be your personal penguin. Please?

Say cheese!

Say cheese!
said the girl
to the parrot

and the parrot said:
Say cheese!

A wasp 🐝

a wasp
can’t help
being a wasp

and neither can Sting

Baby bunny

new to life
fearless
yet frail
waggling
it’s tiny tail
freshly furred
brown ha(i)re(d)
and slightly scared
a baby bunny hops
on my grass
mixed with weeds
en masse
as birds sing
and bugs bug
the bunny
freezes
whilst an ugly orange cat
goes into stalking mode

I have to break up the party…

Snitch

do not come
to my house
I said to the mouse
as you snitched
on my cat
you dirty rat…

Party animal

A short story on the perseverance of a slug

a little effort
goes a long way
when you crawl
from New York
to LA